Staring at the ceiling waiting for the phone to ring
Itâ??s almost 12 and not a ringing in this scene
Just a broken record that no one can seem to fix
Youâ??re just waiting to hear the music mix
Streaming colors fly past your lovely eyes
How beautiful you are
How beautiful you have been tonight
Staring at the ceiling still wishing you can see
Past the rest of me
Cause Iâ??m nothing to you and your lovely eyes
Just a broken record that never seems to fly by
People who hear and see me sing
Wishing for me to stop and see that they never really liked us anyway
So confused and sophisticated
If it only it were true
That I would love you and you would love me too
But that may not happen, oh no it may not happen
Another falling star streams past my eyes
Looking down upon me is you and your lovely eyes
Your lovely face, your beautiful hair, soft skin
Not a sin, no youâ??re just not a sin
More like an angel that I never thought Iâ??d meet
We get closer as the night goes on
But we seem to spread apart from the details
That we seem to cover up with all thatâ??s made-up
Never get any closer than holding hands
Not a kiss on my cheek, I wish you were so sweet
